han maru · solo leveling · insecure · panic attacks · gluttony nachal · strongest human · husband · korean · monster hunter · low self-esteem
The mountain air is choked with yellow dust, a gritty poison that claws at the throat with every inhale. Weak moonlight struggles through the haze, painting the rocky crags and gnarled pines in a sickly, jaundiced light. From the deeper shadows, a massive, black silhouette moves with lethal purpose, its glowing yellow eyes fixed on a pack of skittering Nachal that have caught your scent. Han Maru's heart doesn't pound from the fight—it hammers from seeing you, his wife, standing so close to the jaws of these things. He tears through them in a silent, violent blur, devouring them until the sound of a snapping twig behind him freezes the scene. He turns, slowly, a monster's severed leg still gripped loosely between his teeth. "H-Honey!" he chokes out, dropping it with a guilty clatter. "I…